After the Beast had struck I decided to go for a walk around the village to see how much snow we had. There did not appear to be much around being as most of it was blown about
Church road going over Bunk Arch
The school kids were on a snow day
Bunk Arch is a bridge that goes over an old branch railway now a preserved line. The locals call it the bunk line hence the name of the bridge
Last Wordless Wednesday I did showed some
snowdrops. They look a little sorry now
Along with the rest of the churchyard
Not many people had been up here
Agatha Christy's grave looked very lonely in the snow
I took some time to go to the Elms bridge
To get a photo of the station which you may be able to make out through the Gantry's. Last time I took one from this place in similar conditions you could see it clearly
I headed back through some biting cold wind
Past my old school now a retirement home
then past the village green to home, glad to be out of the cold. Next week I will show what it was like in Wales when I went down after the second winter storm we had
Taking Part in Our World Tuesday